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  Name: Flowing Hand of Ruby and Emerald ("Hand" for short, and to good friends, "Brok")
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  Name: Oshiro Masuyo
  Caste: Eclipse
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  Tradition: Daughter of Ether Faction: Mad Scientist Essence: Dynamic
  Player: Lance Origin: Chiaroscuro (Most time spent in the desert itself, not the city.)
+
  Player: Lance Age: 26 Concept: Yakuza Scientist
  Chronicle: Southlands Nature: Rebel
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  Chronicle: Reiswind's Nature: Deviant Demeanor: Trickster
 +
 
 +
 
  
  
 
  (Physical)              (Social)                (Mental)
 
  (Physical)              (Social)                (Mental)
  Strength      [XXX..]  Charisma      [XXX..]  Perception    [XXXX.]
+
  Strength      [X....]  Charisma      [X....]  Perception    [XX...]
  Dexterity    [XXXXX]  Manipulation  [XX...]  Intelligence  [XX...]
+
  Dexterity    [XX...]  Manipulation  [XXX..]  Intelligence  [XXXX.]
  Stamina      [XXX..]  Appearance    [XX...]  Wits          [XXX..]
+
  Stamina      [XXX..]  Appearance    [XXXX.]  Wits          [XXX..]
 
                             (=Abilities=)
 
                             (=Abilities=)
  
(Dawn)                 (Zenith)                (Twilight)
+
  5 13 9
   Archery      [.....]  Integrity     [.....]  Craft         [.....]
+
      (Talents)             (Skills)                (Knowledge)
*Martial Arts  [XXXBBPerform       [.....]  *Investigation[Xxx..]
+
   Alertness    [.....]  Crafts        [XXXBB]  Academics     [XXX..]
   Melee         [.....]  Presence      [.....]  *Lore        [Xxx..]
+
  Athletics    [X....]  Drive         [XX...]  Computers    [XX...]
   Thrown        [.....]  Resistance    [X....]  Medicine     [.....]
+
  Awareness    [X....]  Etiquette    [XX...]  Cosmology    [.....]
   War          [.....]  Survival     [.....]  Occult       [X....]
+
  Brawl        [.....]  Firearms      [XX...Enigmas       [.....]
 +
  Dodge        [X....]  Meditation    [.....]  Investigation [.....]
 +
  Expression    [.....]   Melee [.....]   Law [.....]
 +
  Intimidation  [.....]  Performance [.....]  Linguistics [X....]
 +
   Leadership    [.....]  Stealth [X....]  Medicine [.....]
 +
   Streetwise    [X....]  Survival [.....]  Occult [.....]
 +
  Subterfuge    [X....]   Technology  [XXXBB]  Science [XXX..]
 +
 
  
(Night)                (Eclipse)              (Specialties)
 
  Athletics    [XXX..]  *Bureaucracy  [XXX..] +3 Dodge against Exalted. 
 
*Awareness    [XXX..]  *Linguistics  [XXX..] +3 Martial Arts against Exalted.
 
*Dodge        [XXXBB]  *Ride        [.....]
 
  Larceny      [.....]  *Sail        [.....]
 
  Stealth      [.....]  *Socialize    [XXXx.]
 
  
Languages: Whatever everyone else has! (*cough*)
 
  
    (=Backgrounds=)                        (=Virtues=)
 
Artifact      [XX...]        Compassion [XXX..]    Temperance  [X....]
 
Mentor        [XXX..]       Conviction [XXX..]    Valor      [XX...]
 
Resources      [XX...]        Virtue Flaw: Foolhardy Contempt 
 
      Condition: Observing corrupt officials without correcting them.
 
                                          (=Attacks=)
 
Essence        [XXBBB.....] 
 
Willpower      [WWWWX.....]
 
Limit          [X....!!!!!] 
 
  
 +
Specialties
 +
  
 +
Languages: Whatever everyone else has! (*cough*)
  
  Merits
+
    (=Backgrounds=) (7)                    (=Spheres=)
 +
  Contacts      [XX...] Matter [XX...]
 +
Avatar [BB...]        Forces [XX...]
 +
Library        [XXX..]       Prime [X....]
 +
Wealth        [XXBB.]       
  
Flaws<bt>
 
Permanent Caste Mark (-3 Points)<br>
 
Greater Curse (-4 Points)<br>
 
Weak Immune System (-3 Points)<br>
 
Smoke Sidereal Echo Grass (No points, but damn if it isn't fun)<br>
 
 
Experience: 3/86
 
---------------------------------------------------------------------------
 
Personal Essence: 20/20 Peripheral Essence: 28/36 (8 Committed)
 
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Charms
 
  
  Athletics
+
  Arete          [AB........] 
  -Graceful Crane Stance
+
  Willpower      [WW---.....]
 +
Quint          [--........] 
  
  Awareness
+
PARADOX [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]
-Sensory Acuity Prana
+
        [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [P] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]
 +
  Merits<bt>
 +
Lightning Calculator (1 Point)<br>
  
  Dodge
+
  Flaws<bt>
-Reed in the Wind
 
-Shadow Over Water
 
-Leaping Dodge Method
 
  
Martial Arts
+
Mistaken Identity (+1 Point)<br>
*Tiger Style
+
Defective Sense (Sight, +1 Point)<br>
-Crimson Leaping Tiger Technique
 
=Striking Fury Claws Technique
 
=Tiger Form
 
  
*Violet Bier of Sorrows Style
 
=Secrets of Future Strife (Reflexive, permanent, no motes, double init on first round)
 
=Joy in Adversity Stance (5m Scene, Reflexive, role essence after each dodge/parry and regain sux in motes)
 
=Blade of the Battle Maiden (2m/die, 2w: MA += Motes Spent / 2. Parry lethal unarmed.)
 
  
*Snake Style
 
=Striking Cobra Technique
 
  
Bureaucracy
 
-Deft Official's Way
 
-Frugal Merchant Method
 
  
Resistance
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Experience: 2/2
  -Ox Body Charm (-1/-1)
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  ---------------------------------------------------------------------------
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  Signature Foci:
 +
  Matter: [[EtherLance/Hand/Ethereal]] Injector
 +
  Forces: Reactive Manipulator Gloves
 +
  Prime: Ethershades (Yes, mirrorshades too)
  
 +
Resonances:
 +
  Dynamic|Flowing (1)
 +
  Static|Programmed (0)
 +
  Entropic|Evaporation (0)
  
 +
Rotes
  
Combos: Tiger Leap (6 XP, Leaping Dodge Method/Shadow Over Water) - Very simple, and very useful! Flecks of essence, orange and black, blur
 
  
 
=== Items Worth Note ===
 
=== Items Worth Note ===
  - Jade Short Daiklave (+6 Speed, +4 Acc, +4L, +1 Def, Rate 6, 8 motes to commit)
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  Health Levels:
 
  Health Levels:
  [L] -0
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  [ ] -0
  [L] -1
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  [ ] -1
  [L] -1
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  [ ] -1
  [L] -1
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  [ ] -2
[L] -1
+
  [ ] -2
[L] -1
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  [ ] -5
[L] -1
 
[L] -2
 
  [L] -2
 
  [L] -4
 
 
  [ ] Incapacitated
 
  [ ] Incapacitated
 
=== General Background ===
 
=== General Background ===
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Oshiro Masuyo was a young, overachieving college student; then soon afterwards a college professor as well, rapidly graduating with honors and degrees in physics and engineering. Up until that point, her life had been relatively simple, all things concerned; nearly suffer nervous breakdowns over every test, but bring home the straight A's that made her parents proud, spurning little distractions like friends, sports, or the boys who spent time chasing her throughout high school. She felt that she was rewarded well enough with her entry in a prestigious university, the status that came from being a young professor, even getting in the news for day as an oddity, the young professor.
  
 +
From that point on, she started asking far too many questions of herself. Experiments she ran in her own time, in her research, testings various chemical reactions and matter. A book she had found in her bag (But never recalled getting, and was already checked out to her through the campus library, how could she have forgotten something like that...), called 'Kitab al Alacair'. Something dealing with the 'Ether', as it called it, an odd phenomenon she linked with theories on dark matter in her head.
  
=== Background and Goals ===
+
After her equipment somehow dropped partway into and fused with the table, she was fairly certain she had successfully created it.  
The short version, so Zack can start coming up with ideas.
 
  
Was formerly a mid-level bureaucrat doing his best as a cog in the whole satrap system in Chiaroscuro. The usual corrupt bureaucrat, of course, and getting quite wealthy doing so, taking money from almost everyone who had to deal with him.
+
The visit from the Sons of Ether came shortly after, to confirm her suspicion - and let her know just how wide of a world she could experiment on now. Immediately happy at this discovery, she was disheartened when, at her first hearing tenure, she was released; the amount of equipment she had gone through was 'disturbing' they said, despite the fact that it was rather economical; and a number of other small complaints about 'not being able to express her ideas well', 'improper notation of research'...a litany of minor complaints that had nothing to do with how she chose to ignore the advances made by the head of the tenure board, a new arrival, or the report she had published denouncing the theories of another scientist responsible for a very large endowment to the school.
  
His change of heart came in possibly the strangest manner event to ever occur in his little kingdom, brought on my a strange force. Specifically, Solar Exalted. He pressed too hard on the wrong person, and, as a solid golden disc broke out shining on the man's forehead, he realized that he was, quite irrevolcably, doomed.
+
The media, who had cared about her when she arrived at the job, didn't say a word as she left, if she ever noticed; not that she had went to look for them anyways. Instead, she went to work on her own, dipping into her personal savings from her short periods of work, from the grant money paid in advance for studies she could no longer complete, just working away.  
  
A few moments later and after quite the scolding from The Unconquered Sun, he bore a mark on his forehead as well, and found himself being dragged bodily out of the city by the Dawn until they were forced to split up. The man, a gaffer with grey hair and arms like toothpicks, drove through an entire squadron of guards with a single Wavecleaver Daiklave, broke past the wall of the city, and disappeared into the desert. The hapless Ruby Hand found himself fleeing to the west, thankful that  the elder man had provided such a distraction, and that he had been able to slip out of the city, not quite realizing what a mark he had made as well; enough of a mark for others to follow.  
+
It was a few weeks later when an offer of work came her way. Far different from teaching; a man had an interesting question to her of how laser beams worked, as well as certain systems reaction to pressure. The matter was simple for Masuyo to solve; in fact, she told him that she could have a device ready to manipulate them all by the end of the night. The man expressed surprise, and then made a phone call.  
  
One followed, a single person, lost in the crowd of the city amazed at what had just happened. the bureaucrat was presumed dead at the hands of the old man; few had seen him leave, and only one had paid attention. A person with violet eyes...
+
That night, Masuyo found herself staring at the entrance to a store, and was considering. The offer the gentlemen around her were making was persuasive even without the obvious consequences; having found out just how much money was left in her bank account, remembering just where all her work and discipline had taken her...
  
Brok made it to Blue Haven before the Sidereals could decided what to do with him; the deliberations had taken a while, as the force with which he had regained his former spirit was astounding, and their were questions as to what he had remembered, questions which took time to answer. He made his way there with the same tools he had always used, except with a different intent in mind; he mimiced the actions of the old man, finding the corrupt officials in a city and then threatening them, shakin gthem down for money, enough to continue his journey. His own wealth had been almost completely left in Chiaroscuro, and, he was nearing the end of his resources when he found himself with nowehre further to run, and, was beginning to wonder what he would do now. He still felt rather lost, and lacking direction, until someone arrived to give it to him.
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She gave the men what they needed, and that night, a store of little consequence, who had been neglecting to pay the money asked to the Yakuza, was robbed and burned. And Masuyo had a new occupation. The new guard of the Yakuza found the pretty scientist a very useful, if unconventional, assistant; but their hackers often turned out the same way, and she had some skill in that too. Whether it was dealing with and explaining the seemingly impossible, or providing tools that went far beyond what you could find in a store - or even make in most university labs - for less-then-ethical people. Masuyo found this life even better then the one left before; less time spent reporting, less restrictions on the research, almost as much money, and no stupid rules about what you had to spend it on. Her parents were considerably less approving; they had been eager for her to find a husband when she had gone to teach at the university instead, but at least then, she acted properly. None of this going out to clubs, staying up all hours of the night, working a bizaare unreliable job, dealing with men casually instead of focusing on marriage...but for Masuyo, so long as she listened to the requests made by her superiors, everything went fine.
  
One of the offficials he had extorted foudn the man still in the city, and ofund it disquieting; he decided to hire some friends to kill him, including calling in a favor from a Terrestrial Prince, who he had made certain to go out of his way for several times, at risk for himself, in return for favors at an unspecified time, and the man readily assented. The chase when Brok noticed the knife held low in a hand took him through the darker sections of the city until he ran into a building he believed to be random - but the resident did not. The resident, the Sidereal who had arranged for this to happen. The building, a forgotten fighting school burned in a riot years ago, now in the middle of slums. He rushed in, and saw nothing but a man ith a young face but pure-white hair meditiating in the middle of the dojo, who had not even noticed him coming inside. He continued racing through, only to find he had been blocked in, and there was nothing but the Dragon-blooded, two elite soldiers, and a man who had closed himself off to the world.
 
  
The enemies advanced slowly, the sneering lader of them drawing a sword and flicking it casually to take the sitting man's head off and remove the last witness.
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And more often then not, the requests themselves were worth it regardless of money; you could always find new applications of SCIENCE in these kinds of situations.  
  
He wound up impaling himself instead on his own sord, as the martial artist, with eyes closed, had caught the weapon by the blade and diverted the slash, slamming it back into it's owner. The man tried to retaliate, but sagged, and the man took him apart with six slashes from a concealed golden sword in the barest of moments, before his two companions had even noticed the first attack had failed.
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=== Background and Goals ===
 
 
All three of them were dead before the pieces of the first hit the ground. This was how Brok met his teacher, Knife of Ivory Seas. Nobody entered or left the dojo for a full year, while Brok remained, learning philosophy as well as fighting, and being carefully guided along his new mission by the Gold Faction Sidereal, prodded along in his own aims for power, but concealed beneath the language of purging the South from darkness; a tool to be held and set along a ne path, one that he could maniulate merely by the right phrase of philosophy, to guide his thoguhts to a supposed offense, or when there was great need, pointing someone out by name, and even, occasionally, making use of his old skills to work his way in a government to find the information needed, to watch the right person, before setting forth again, content to believe that he was merely making full use of his skills.
 
 
 
For meeting the man, there are several places, all identical, where they usually meet; ramshackle dojos, long since abandoned, where nobody else enters or follows, where the man may or may not be waiting for him, and the call for Brok when he is wanted is simple and direct, on his soul itself, telling him he should go to the nearest one possible to talk to the man.
 
  
  
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Note: The last one of these I did was 11,042 words. Do you really want all that to read? I didn't think so.
 
Note: The last one of these I did was 11,042 words. Do you really want all that to read? I didn't think so.
  
=== XP/BP Expenditure ===
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=== XPLance/Hand/BP Expenditure ===
+10 for Flaws.<br>
+
-1 BP for Merit<br>
-21 BP to raise Ess 2 to Ess 5.<br>
+
+2 BP for Flaws<br>
-4 BP for Dodge 3-->5, Martial Arts 3-->5<br>
+
-4 BP for Arete 2<br>
<br><br>
+
-3 BP for Avatar 0-2, Wealth 2-3<br>
-9 XP for Martial Arts Specialties<br>
+
-8 BP for Tech 5, Craft 5<br>
-9 XP for Dodge Specialties<br>
+
+2 XP for the Hotel Brawl
-4 XP for Investigation 3<br>
 
-4 XP for Lore 3<br>
 
-5 XP for Socialize 4<br>
 
-40 XP for normal charms<br>
 
-4 XP for Tiger Leap<br>
 
-8 XP for Striking Cobra Technique<br>
 

Revision as of 08:07, 5 April 2010

Name: Oshiro Masuyo 
Tradition: Daughter of Ether	Faction: Mad Scientist		Essence: Dynamic
Player: Lance			Age: 26				Concept: Yakuza Scientist
Chronicle: Reiswind's		Nature: Deviant			Demeanor: Trickster



(Physical)              (Social)                (Mental)
Strength      [X....]   Charisma      [X....]   Perception    [XX...]
Dexterity     [XX...]   Manipulation  [XXX..]   Intelligence  [XXXX.]
Stamina       [XXX..]   Appearance    [XXXX.]   Wits          [XXX..]
                            (=Abilities=)

5 13 9

     (Talents)             (Skills)                (Knowledge)
 Alertness     [.....]   Crafts        [XXXBB]   Academics     [XXX..]
 Athletics     [X....]   Drive         [XX...]   Computers     [XX...]
 Awareness     [X....]   Etiquette     [XX...]   Cosmology     [.....]
 Brawl         [.....]   Firearms      [XX...]   Enigmas       [.....]
 Dodge         [X....]   Meditation    [.....]   Investigation [.....]
 Expression    [.....]   Melee		[.....]	  Law		[.....]
 Intimidation  [.....]   Performance	[.....]   Linguistics	[X....]
 Leadership    [.....]   Stealth	[X....]   Medicine	[.....]
 Streetwise    [X....]   Survival	[.....]   Occult	[.....]
 Subterfuge    [X....]   Technology  	[XXXBB]   Science	[XXX..]
 



Specialties


Languages: Whatever everyone else has! (*cough*)
   (=Backgrounds=) (7)                     (=Spheres=)
Contacts       [XX...]			Matter	[XX...]
Avatar		[BB...]        		Forces	[XX...]
Library        [XXX..]	      		Prime	[X....]
Wealth         [XXBB.]        


Arete          [AB........]   
Willpower      [WW---.....]
Quint          [--........]   

PARADOX [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]

       [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [P] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ] [ ]
Merits<bt>

Lightning Calculator (1 Point)

Flaws<bt>

Mistaken Identity (+1 Point)
Defective Sense (Sight, +1 Point)



Experience: 2/2

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Signature Foci:
 Matter: EtherLance/Hand/Ethereal Injector
 Forces: Reactive Manipulator Gloves
 Prime: Ethershades (Yes, mirrorshades too)
Resonances: 
 Dynamic|Flowing (1)
 Static|Programmed (0)
 Entropic|Evaporation (0)
Rotes


Items Worth Note

- 
-
-
-
-
-

Combat Data

+13 Init (+7 Unarmed), 15 Dodge, 11 Parry, 3B/7L base damage (Automatic pings for 5. Essence whore HERE.)

Health Levels:
[ ] -0
[ ] -1
[ ] -1
[ ] -2
[ ] -2	
[ ] -5	
[ ] Incapacitated

General Background

Oshiro Masuyo was a young, overachieving college student; then soon afterwards a college professor as well, rapidly graduating with honors and degrees in physics and engineering. Up until that point, her life had been relatively simple, all things concerned; nearly suffer nervous breakdowns over every test, but bring home the straight A's that made her parents proud, spurning little distractions like friends, sports, or the boys who spent time chasing her throughout high school. She felt that she was rewarded well enough with her entry in a prestigious university, the status that came from being a young professor, even getting in the news for day as an oddity, the young professor.

From that point on, she started asking far too many questions of herself. Experiments she ran in her own time, in her research, testings various chemical reactions and matter. A book she had found in her bag (But never recalled getting, and was already checked out to her through the campus library, how could she have forgotten something like that...), called 'Kitab al Alacair'. Something dealing with the 'Ether', as it called it, an odd phenomenon she linked with theories on dark matter in her head.

After her equipment somehow dropped partway into and fused with the table, she was fairly certain she had successfully created it.

The visit from the Sons of Ether came shortly after, to confirm her suspicion - and let her know just how wide of a world she could experiment on now. Immediately happy at this discovery, she was disheartened when, at her first hearing tenure, she was released; the amount of equipment she had gone through was 'disturbing' they said, despite the fact that it was rather economical; and a number of other small complaints about 'not being able to express her ideas well', 'improper notation of research'...a litany of minor complaints that had nothing to do with how she chose to ignore the advances made by the head of the tenure board, a new arrival, or the report she had published denouncing the theories of another scientist responsible for a very large endowment to the school.

The media, who had cared about her when she arrived at the job, didn't say a word as she left, if she ever noticed; not that she had went to look for them anyways. Instead, she went to work on her own, dipping into her personal savings from her short periods of work, from the grant money paid in advance for studies she could no longer complete, just working away.

It was a few weeks later when an offer of work came her way. Far different from teaching; a man had an interesting question to her of how laser beams worked, as well as certain systems reaction to pressure. The matter was simple for Masuyo to solve; in fact, she told him that she could have a device ready to manipulate them all by the end of the night. The man expressed surprise, and then made a phone call.

That night, Masuyo found herself staring at the entrance to a store, and was considering. The offer the gentlemen around her were making was persuasive even without the obvious consequences; having found out just how much money was left in her bank account, remembering just where all her work and discipline had taken her...

She gave the men what they needed, and that night, a store of little consequence, who had been neglecting to pay the money asked to the Yakuza, was robbed and burned. And Masuyo had a new occupation. The new guard of the Yakuza found the pretty scientist a very useful, if unconventional, assistant; but their hackers often turned out the same way, and she had some skill in that too. Whether it was dealing with and explaining the seemingly impossible, or providing tools that went far beyond what you could find in a store - or even make in most university labs - for less-then-ethical people. Masuyo found this life even better then the one left before; less time spent reporting, less restrictions on the research, almost as much money, and no stupid rules about what you had to spend it on. Her parents were considerably less approving; they had been eager for her to find a husband when she had gone to teach at the university instead, but at least then, she acted properly. None of this going out to clubs, staying up all hours of the night, working a bizaare unreliable job, dealing with men casually instead of focusing on marriage...but for Masuyo, so long as she listened to the requests made by her superiors, everything went fine.


And more often then not, the requests themselves were worth it regardless of money; you could always find new applications of SCIENCE in these kinds of situations.

Background and Goals

Full Background

Note: The last one of these I did was 11,042 words. Do you really want all that to read? I didn't think so.

XPLance/Hand/BP Expenditure

-1 BP for Merit
+2 BP for Flaws
-4 BP for Arete 2
-3 BP for Avatar 0-2, Wealth 2-3
-8 BP for Tech 5, Craft 5
+2 XP for the Hotel Brawl